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184 You may boast men's deeds of glory, you may tell their courage great,

But to die is easier service than alone to sit and wait.

And I hail the little mother, with the tear stained face and grave

Who has given the Flag a soldier—she the bravest of the brave.

And that banner we are proud of, with its red and blue and white,

Is a lasting tribute holy to all mothers' love of right.

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